"What a strong breath fluctuation!"

"And it's close to us!"

Twenty miles away in the forest, a group of more than a dozen warrior squads looked in one direction of the forest with surprised faces, although they couldn't see anything at all, they could clearly feel the violent breath fluctuations in the air.

"Could it be that someone has been attacked by a demonic beast?" someone speculated.

"No, this aura fluctuation is very pure, and what it contains is the true yuan aura fluctuation of a martial artist!" a middle-aged man who was very keen on aura perception immediately shook his head and said.

"Could it be that two teams are fighting?" said one of the warriors gloatingly.

"Probably not, after all, there are not many teams that can go deep here, and if there is no deep hatred between each other, they will never act rashly!" a martial artist denied.

Hearing this warrior's words, the others all nodded slightly.

100,000 mountains and 9,000 miles away, it is already very dangerous, here, the first and second order demonic beasts are already rare, the third-order demonic beasts have become the masters here, although there are not many fourth-order demonic beasts, but they are not so rare, and they can often be seen.

Even if the sword spirit is strong, here, it is extremely careful, if it is not necessary, it is easy not to do it, so as not to attract the attention of the demonic beast.

Moreover, a while ago, all the mercenaries and warrior teams also received a summons from Wan Bingzhai Snow Eagle, hoping that there would be no fight between them, and the main purpose was to search for Han Chen.

In this case, the probability of a fight between teams suddenly becomes very low.

However, just because the probability is lower does not mean that it will not happen.

"Big brother. Shall we go and see!" After perceiving it for a while, he found that the aura fluctuations not only did not show the slightest sign of weakening, but became more intense, and someone immediately proposed.

Hearing someone propose, the other people's eyes suddenly lit up, and they immediately turned their heads to look at a man with an extremely strong body and a middle-aged appearance on the side, who was the boss of their team.

"Brother Ouyang, what do you think?" Touching everyone's eyes, a smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face. But he did not answer. Instead, he turned to a young man beside him and asked.

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the eyes of the mercenaries suddenly shifted and fell on the young man.

The young man was about twenty-two or three years old, with a slender figure. On a handsome face like a knife. With a faint smile. It makes people feel like a spring breeze, wearing a cyan robe, blowing with the breeze. Slightly fluttering, it looks very chic and extraordinary.

"I think Brother Li also wants to go and have a look!" The young man named Ouyang nodded with a smile and said, "It just so happens that it's not too early today, and I can't rush at night, so let's go and have a look, and you can also find a place to escape the cold!"

"Haha, let's go!" the middle-aged man laughed.

Immediately, the body was stretched, and the incomparably strong body suddenly exploded, without the slightest sense of clumsiness, and in the flash of the extremely fast speed, the afterimage of the Dao was brought out, and in the blink of an eye, it had already disappeared into the forest, heading towards the direction where the breath fluctuations came from.

The young man smiled faintly, and he didn't see how he moved, his body trembled, and the wind blew, and then he saw that his figure slowly faded, this was actually an afterimage, and his real body was already a hundred meters away.

In the blink of an eye, he had already submerged in the forest, followed by the middle-aged man, and walked in the direction where the breath fluctuations came from.

"What a powerful body martial arts!" "Looking at the disappearing back of the young man, a martial artist said with envy on his face.

"Nonsense, he is the first elite disciple of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Zhai Inner Sect, how can his martial arts be bad!" Another martial artist immediately rolled his eyes and said, "Don't keep up quickly, if you are lost, no one will come to save you!"

As he spoke, the aura on his body exploded, and the spell unfolded, heading towards the direction where the middle-aged man and the young man disappeared, and the explosion rushed out of the body at an extremely fast speed.

"Whoever wants you to save it, take care of yourself!" The warrior who was squeezed immediately shot back, and then his breath exploded, and he used his body to rush out.

At this time, the other warriors also burst out one by one, rushed out at an extremely fast speed, and chased in the direction where the middle-aged man and the young man disappeared.

In the depths of these 100,000 mountains, revealing one's own breath is simply an act of seeking death. Naturally, these warriors would not make such a mistake.

After all, those who can survive in the 100,000 mountains for so long, and can continue to advance, until the current 9,000 miles away, will naturally not be mediocre.

One by one, they all suppressed their own breath within a certain range, and they just used the True Yuan to perform their body methods.

But despite this, there will still be a trace of breath escaping. If there were warriors here at this time, they would be horrified to find out.

Of these dozen or so martial artists, none of them had a cultivation realm lower than the Nine Stars.

In other words, these martial artists are all martial artists in the realm of nine-star swordsmen.

And looking at the attitude of these dozen people towards the middle-aged man and the young man before, it is obvious that the middle-aged man and the young man also have extremely strong strength.

Although I don't know what level the Dao has reached, it is obvious that it will definitely not be lower than the Nine Star Realm

As the teams of middle-aged men and young men and others moved and quickly approached the direction where Han Chen was, the other teams that were a little farther away also sensed the violent aura fluctuations in the air at this time.

"It's funny that there are people in this place!"

"Hehe, let's see if there's a bargain to pick up!"

Although the team can't do anything with each other, it doesn't mean that these mercenaries and warriors don't have other thoughts.

After all, those who can go deep here, who have not been attacked by the Warcraft, and those who can survive and continue to go deep mean that they have killed the Warcraft.

Therefore, the mercenaries and warriors who can still survive must have a large number of magic cores in their hands.

As the strength of cultivation becomes higher and higher, ordinary money and wealth no longer have much meaning for martial artists.

In ordinary transactions, it is mostly bartered, and items of equal value are exchanged for items that they like. And the scope of the use of the magic core is also quite extensive, and it can almost be said to be a kind of hard currency.

In short, no matter what their intentions were, the other teams, one by one, all rushed over to this side

In the battle between Han Chen and this mercenary team, neither side deliberately converged the momentum, after all, it was a life-and-death struggle at the moment, and the convergence momentum meant that it was necessary to spend some mind and strength to pay attention to others, which represented looking for death when it was a life-and-death struggle.

The same is true for Han Chen, after all, he is only fighting with his physical strength now.

In this way, the powerful aura fluctuations not only attracted the other teams, but even some demonic beasts roared over after sensing it

However, Han Chen and the six mercenaries didn't pay attention to this, because they didn't have the extra mind to pay attention to other disturbances.

In the forest.

The sword slashed through the air, and the sharp aura directly ploughed out a ravine half a foot deep on the ground.

The sword attacked violently, and the meaning of the sharp edge was pressing, and where it passed, the air was directly cut, turning into a series of shattered energy, setting off gusts of wind and raging.

After unleashing such a powerful attack, the six mercenaries did not stop, their bodies were in a vertical position, and their swords swung and pounced towards Han Chen.

The fierce offensive was like a torrential rain and a waterfall impact, and it was extremely violent.

At this time, Han Chen was the center and target of this fierce offensive.

"After ten breaths, the other teams and monsters will arrive. Among them, there are three one-star sword spirits, after ten breaths, if you can't get out, you won't be able to leave!" At this time, Guiguzi's voice sounded in Han Chen's mind.

Hearing Guiguzi's voice, Han Chen temporarily suppressed the excitement and excitement in his heart.

Looking at the extremely sharp sword and sword, although there was some regret in my heart, it was already at the tightest juncture at this time.

If you don't end the battle, even if those teams don't arrive, you'll probably suffer heavy losses.

Han Chen really didn't care about the individual strength of these six mercenaries, but the strength shown by joining forces at this time made him feel extremely dangerous, and even made him feel the breath of death.

The purpose of his search for this team was to improve his state of mind cultivation, but he never thought of looking for death.

Without the slightest hesitation, his eyes suddenly froze,

The palm of his hand clasped the Mo Han Sword, and the green tendons on the muscles of his arm burst out, and the strong force was wave after wave, like a rolling wave, surging and converging in an instant.

With a strong physical strength, Han Chen's mastery of it has already reached the point where his strength can move at will.

Less than a tenth of a breath of effort, the strong force, one after another, nine times in a row, instantly condensed on the right arm.

Crack the ice inch strength, nine strength in one!

With a 'bang', the muscles of Han Chen's right arm swelled again, the green tendons burst out, almost bursting open, and the majestic and amazing aura spread out, shocking people's hearts.

The mouth opened and let out a low pop.

"Kill!!"

The voice fell, Han Chen's arm waved suddenly, and the pitch-black Ink Han Sword stirred the wind and clouds, and the continuous sound of air explosions resounded wildly.

There is no skill at all, it is completely the most domineering and brutal way, and it is directly slashed with a sword.

After completely fusing the ninefold strength of the ice splitting inch, Han Chen's strength instantly exploded, and his strength of 115,000 jin soared directly, reaching a terrifying level of 140,000 jin.

Coupled with the astonishing weight of 30,000 catties on the body of the Mo Han Sword, the weight of this sword reached a staggering 170,000 catties.

This was a sword that Han Chen had completely slashed with his physical strength, and it was also the strongest sword he had slashed out in the path of strength.

The domineering and arrogant sword stood directly on the sword and sword that invaded like a rainstorm.

Boom, boom, boom

Although the attack of the six mercenaries was very amazing, a single attack was not strong, and it was directly slashed or exploded or shattered by Han Chen's sword.

The attack that was sharp and enveloped the whole body was forcibly torn open by Han Chen's sword, and a huge hole was torn open. (To be continued......)